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Updated: Jan 23

31 Days of Practicing Faith

In October, I am free writing for five minutes a day—raw and unedited—on practicing faith in the every day. Each day is based on a different prompt from 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes

{Day 16} - Little

I was always the smallest in my class. A combination of the fact that it was in my genes to be petite and that my birthday was the cut-off for students entering kindergarten at age 4, there was a guarantee that "shrimp," "runt," and "little bit" were nicknames I would acquire in school. In dance, I skipped ahead a couple years as well and so by the time I got into the company, I was always the one at the end of the kickline or the front of the group. I sometimes stood out because of my size but I often was looked over. It took me many years to realize my size had very little to do with my life. I was never created to be little. My voice was anything but tiny. Full of volumes of words and a volume to match, my spoken and written words commanded attention. Adorned with fiery red hair and a temper to match, I was little but mighty. When I finally held that passport in my hands and stepped into the wide world, I felt smaller than ever. But at the same time I knew that with my Jesus living in me, I could take on the world. He had created me with a big spirit and a big voice, a big hope and big dreams. There's a little girl who looks remarkably like me. She is the smallest in all her classes and though her hair blonde hangs long and straight, she has the fire of a redhead inside of her. She weaves words into stories and pictures into art. She prays with abandon and sings at the top of her lungs. Daughter, know this now. You are little. Your God is big. You were created to live big! Don't ever forget it.


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